Saat Penjelajahan Berbuah ‘Penjajahan’

… Bukan kebetulan pula, kedua kata ini dalam kamus bahasa Indonesia adalah sinonim. Kita, yang dengan bangga menyebut diri sebagai penjelajah, pada hakikatnya juga adalah penjajah. Kita, bertopeng sebagai traveler atau backpacker yang menjanjikan kemakmuran ekonomi bagi mereka, sebenarnya adalah juga imperialis yang berdalih menikmati surga di bumi dengan harga yang murah meriah.

Turisme telah menjadikan tempat-tempat sebagai “atraksi”: “where to go” dan “what to see“, bagaikan kebun binatang manusia, dengan semua kandang menampilkan eksotisme masing-masing. Tradisi yang paling mati dihidupkan, yang hidup dikemas ulang supaya jadi yang paling memikat, biarpun palsu yang penting laku, “dijual” sebagai komoditas, dilempar ke pasaran turisme global. Para turis memilih-milih, paket mana yang paling memincut hati.

(Agustinus Wibowo dalam Titik Nol, halaman 182)

Continue reading “Saat Penjelajahan Berbuah ‘Penjajahan’”

When You Choose Another Path

Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahiim…

Choosing another path somehow can be seen as an act of cowardice. When that path is quiet, hidden, anti-mainstream, people can say that you are fainthearted. You cannot compete fair and square with the crowd in that mainstream path. They are better, stronger, and more experienced. Thus you are not cut out for it. You avoided that path and find another which is more suited for yourself. There, you could shine by yourself, glimmering below the flickering light. A little amount of people will admire you. You are the head of the worm. But still, your stage is not big enough.

However, choosing another path also could be seen as an act of courage. You are not going to choose the mainstream path, so you try your best to find another. You crack the stone, shovel the snow, clean the mud, and make your own path to be safe to walk on. You think there is no point to fit yourself in that tight competition, which is not always fair and square. You may not cut for that path, but you are suitable for this path. Here, in blood, sweat and tears, you are finally smiling. You find your crown, a little crown. You are the head, even though not a head of a dragon. Some people will recognize you and love you. You are their inspiration. And that is more than enough.